Fengyue Continent Chapter Two: Battle on the Front Lines

At dawn, squads of fully armed city guards appeared before Sanssouci Palace. They stood in neat, long lines, their faces solemn, seemingly awaiting something. An air of menace instantly filled the palace.

This atmosphere was completely different from the demonstrative attacks of the previous days, making the palace guards feel suffocated, and everyone instinctively gripped their weapons tightly.

[Ascend the walls, prepare for battle!] "

Orders from officers at all levels echoed over Sanssouci Palace. Even the palace maids and servants were deployed to transport military supplies to the guards stationed on the city walls.

But to be honest, the guards of Sanssouci Palace were not in high spirits. They still didn't truly understand the situation. Who were they fighting for? Why were they fighting?

After three days of stalemate with the city guards, many guards had learned various rumors about the truth of the matter through different channels. Faced with this situation, they were even less willing to risk their lives for someone like Wen Yeda.

The only reason they were now confronting the city guards in front of Sanssouci Palace was their long-standing obedience and the instinct to defend it.

Wen Yeda and his men naturally saw this situation and felt bitter inside, but they were powerless to do anything about it." To solve this problem,

Wen Yeda, having exhausted all other options, ordered a strengthening of the defenses of Wuyou Palace, relying on harsh methods to maintain its security. His three thousand elite guards, in particular, patrolled and supervised tirelessly.

However, Wen Yeda and his confidants knew this was a short-sighted solution; when the undercurrents outweighed the suppressing forces, who knew what would happen?

For the female officials who had voluntarily joined Wen Yeda's camp, or those involuntarily drawn into the struggle by their colleagues, they were acutely aware of the perilous situation. Their only recourse was to try and keep the suppressing forces outweighing the undercurrents, striving to maintain the current state.

What would tomorrow bring?

No one dared to think about it; despair hovered over them like a raven.

"Your Highness, the enemy has launched an attack!"

The doors of Wen Yeda's palace were suddenly pushed open, and a maid rushed in to report this terrible news.

"[Ignore it, it's just like the past few days, a show of force!]"

Wen Yeda didn't get out of bed because of the news, remaining lazily lying there. "

[Yunaya and Gilemans would never dare to actually attack Sanssouci Palace, because it's the symbol of the Fast Empire, and all the Fast royal treasures are hidden here. The responsibility of destroying them is not something Yunaya or Yichun can bear!]" "

[No, this time it seems completely different!]" A

deep voice rang in everyone's ears, startling Wen Yeda and Shangguan Weier on the bed.

Bloodhand Scorpion strode in, his face showing great displeasure.

It was no wonder he was unhappy; a powerful enemy army was closing in on the walls, yet Wen Yeda had spent the last few days indulging in carnal pleasures with Shangguan Qing'er and other women, greedily enjoying the intoxicating lust.

Seeing the scene before him, Bloodhand Scorpion's brow furrowed even more.

Wen Yeda and Shangguan Qing'er had clearly enjoyed a night of revelry, their faces and eyes radiating extreme sensual pleasure.

Even more unsightly, they were still naked on the disheveled bed, their bodies entwined, a scene of unparalleled eroticism.

"Master, why haven't you finished yet?"

Seeing Bloodhand Scorpion enter, Wen Yeda sat up apologetically.

"There's nothing wrong with a man being amorous, but right now, you should be thinking about how to deal with your opponents, not wasting your energy on women!" "

Bloodhand Scorpion waved away the maid, speaking with a heavy tone.

Hearing his master's rebuke, Wen Yeda couldn't help but smile bitterly, saying, "[What other way is there? Now, the only option is to defend Wusuo Palace to the death. If Daishahe's army can reach Esnia before Yuna's army, we can regain control of Esnia."

At this moment, Shangguan Qing'er also sat up from the bed. She stretched out her slender hand to pull the quilt over, gently covering her pink breasts, but not the marks on her glistening bosom.

"[Wusuo Palace is now completely surrounded. Even if we transformed into birds, we couldn't get through the city guards' encirclement. Now, we have no other choice but to wait.]"

Bloodhand Scorpion looked at Shangguan Qing'er, who was speaking, then turned to Wen Yeda, and said heavily, "[You two are truly a perfect match!]"

These words startled Wen Yeda and Shangguan Qing'er, who exchanged a puzzled look.

"What about your woman from Wu'an?" Bloodhand Scorpion didn't give Wen Yeda and Shangguan Qing'er time to think, immediately changing the subject and asking Wen Yeda.

"Wu'an's woman?" Wen Yeda hesitated for a moment before replying, "Is there something wrong with her?"

"No problem." Bloodhand Scorpion quickly said, "I was just thinking that she might be able to help you."

Speaking of Princess Xiu of Wu'an, Wen Yeda was furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's all because of that damned woman. She said she would help me ascend the throne of Fast, but once things went wrong, she was like a completely different person. She's a useless piece of trash! Just like her country..."

"Don't underestimate the strength of the people of Wu'an!"

Bloodhand Scorpion interrupted Wen Yeda, "If you think like that, you're completely wrong. Wu'an's strength is not what you see on the surface."

At this point, he said earnestly, "If you never have a clear understanding of your enemies and friends, you will never succeed." "

Master..."

Just as Wen Yeda was about to say something, a sudden loud bang rang out from the east side of Wuyou Palace, shaking the entire building.

"What's going on?!"

A pale-faced maid rushed in, still in shock.

"It's terrible! The Third Prince has used the Thunderclap Fire Chariot..."

As the maid finished speaking, another loud bang came from outside, like a heavy blow to everyone's hearts.

"Has Yunaya gone mad?"

Wen Yeda snapped out of his shock, practically jumping off the bed, shouting in a daze.

"This is Wuyou Palace! He actually used such a heavy weapon as the Thunderclap Fire Chariot! Is he going to raze Wuyou Palace to the ground?"

Bloodsling Scorpion and Shangguan Qing'er exchanged pale-faced glances. They knew the power of the Thunderbolt Train; it was something that flesh and blood could not withstand. Even objects made of iron and stone would be reduced to ashes if struck.

There are only twenty-four Thunderbolt Trains in the entire Estnia, and even the entire Fast Empire. They are the most powerful force defending the imperial capital, Estnia . The thunderbolts they unleash are virtually indestructible; nothing can survive within a radius of several dozen feet in their wake.

These formidable defensive weapons were completed over thirty years by hundreds of skilled craftsmen of the Celestial Clan, who expended enormous resources.

Since their completion, the Thunderbolt Trains have stood atop the walls of Estnia, becoming the greatest obstacle to any enemy daring to invade.

Because their construction employed many ancient techniques now lost, and several key craftsmen died prematurely from overwork, no one can now recreate such a massive and terrifying defensive weapon.

The thought of rediscovering the technology to build the Thunderbolt Trains, even after expending immense manpower and resources, might yield no results—a price that few, except for a handful of nations, could afford.

Therefore, it can be said that on the continent, only the colossal Thunder Train standing atop the city walls of Esnia is currently the best defensive weapon available.

Its weaknesses are as pronounced as its strengths; its greatest flaw is its immobility. Fixed to the city walls, the Thunder Train can only be moved an inch, except by changing the angle of its launch.

Wen Yeda never expected that Yunaya would turn this weapon, traditionally used to defend against external enemies, into the city, and specifically targeting the Sanssouci Palace, the imperial palace of the Fast Empire. This was simply unbelievable.

"Don't worry too much, this is probably Yunaya's way of intimidating us!"

After calming down from the initial panic, Bloodhand Scorpion immediately discerned Yunaya's purpose. But he also knew that Yunaya's actions would be a devastating blow to the already demoralized guards outside.

"Will those guards be willing to defend Sanssouci Palace to the death?"

This was not only Bloodhand Scorpion's greatest concern, but also Wen Yeda's and Shangguan Qing'er's.

"Your Highness, a Templar Knights unit has appeared outside the North Gate!"

A subordinate rushed in in a panic, another piece of bad news, and was brought before Wen Yeda.

"This is truly dire!"

Wen Yeda and Shangguan Qing'er groaned simultaneously; one problem after another.

The appearance of the Templar Knights meant that the Temple, which had never refrained from interfering in the internal affairs of the Fast Empire's royal family, had begun to intervene. Wen Yeda and Shangguan Qing'er were well aware of the Temple's influence over the Sanssouci Palace guards, especially now that they were feeling insecure and lacked the courage to confront the Temple.

"If we don't suppress those guys at the North Gate, we might suffer a complete defeat." "

Thinking this through, Wen Yeda immediately summoned the men remaining in the palace to rush to the North Gate. But they had only gone halfway when one of his men rushed ahead without reporting that the guards at the North Gate were in complete disarray, and the situation was extremely critical.

[Damn old man!]

Yunaia, upon receiving the report, couldn't help but curse. Clearly, Gilemans's deployment of the Knights Templar at this time was a way of demonstrating his claim to the throne to the ministers.

This rendered all his own plans meaningless; even attacking Sanssouci with the Thunderbolts would become a pretext for attacking him.

Moreover, his use of the Thunderbolts had shaken the morale of the Sanssouci guards, only benefiting Gilemans and Yichun, which infuriated him even more.

[Is the North Gate of Sanssouci open?]" "

Yunaya's mind raced. After a moment's thought, he asked his men, 'This is the key issue right now.

' 'Negotiations are underway,' one of his soldiers replied respectfully. 'The temple guards are constantly calling out to the guards at the north gate, and it seems there's a lot of chaos inside.'

'Alright, let's strike first and break through Sanssouci's defenses head-on. Don't let that old bastard Gilemans get this huge credit!'

Yunaya decisively ordered his men to change their previous plan and officially begin a frontal assault on Sanssouci.

After a series of shouts, rapid drumbeats rose from the rear of the city guards. Archers unleashed a fierce rain of arrows, providing cover for their soldiers as they approached Sanssouci."

Leading the charge was a large contingent of swordsmen wielding shields and longswords, followed by heavily armored greatsword warriors arranged in a long, serpentine formation. A square of heavily armored cavalry from the city guards stood in formation behind them. Once their comrades broke through the enemy's defensive line, they could charge forward, and once they did, nothing could stop them.

[Whoosh, whoosh…]

Arrows pierced the air, flying over the city guards, mingling with the clanging of their armor as they ran, forming the prelude to the attack.

[Spread out, attack from both sides…]

Seeing that the troops had already set foot on the newly filled moat outside the walls of Sanssouci Palace, Yunaya calmly gave the order to attack.

His penetrating voice effectively suppressed all other sounds on the battlefield, clearly reaching the ears of every soldier.

With this one move, Yunaya was enough to earn the admiration of both his own soldiers and his opponents. His position as Minister of War was not merely a figurehead; it was earned through genuine ability.

Thousands of charging city guards roared in unison, their voices like thunderclaps shaking the skies above Esnia. Their morale was completely ignited by Yunaya's words.

Suddenly, the rain of arrows from Sanssouci Palace became sparse and noticeably weaker, further fueling the attacking city guards' fighting spirit. Their steps quickened, the fastest already reaching the walls of Sanssouci Palace.

Suddenly, dozens of powerful arrows pierced through heavy armor, and dozens of heavy swordsmen at the forefront fell with screams.

"Shoot! Kill!"

A chilling voice rang out from the walls of Sanssouci Palace, cutting through the ears like a knife.

Several screams followed, and the bodies of guards tumbled down the walls, landing at the feet of the city's garrison.

"Anyone who fails to resist will be killed without mercy..."

The rain of arrows from the walls intensified, a deluge of logs and stones raining down, leaving the city's garrison soldiers who had already reached the walls struggling to cope. The

walls of Sanssouci Palace were high, thick, and incredibly sturdy. For a time, they used siege weapons like battering rams and massive logs, but still couldn't create an opening.

"Damn bastards!" Yunaia

, watching from behind, saw everything clearly. He reached out and grabbed the double-dragon spear carried by his personal guard. With a swift movement, he leaped past the soldiers in front of him in three bounds. Countless powerful arrows whistled past him, but they did not affect his movements in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the foot of the Sanssouci Palace wall.

Yunaia's figure swayed slightly, dodging stones falling from above and arrows shot at him, before he charged straight towards the top of the wall.

Seeing Yunaia leap into the air, both the city guards and the Sanssouci Palace attendants almost simultaneously gasped in surprise.

Although Yuna has always been known as the top expert in the military, few have seen him display his extraordinary martial arts skills, and naturally, few know just how powerful he truly is. But now, with this move, he truly lives up to his reputation as the top expert in the military.

"[Fuck you...]"

The owner of the fierce voice, though startled by Yunaya's actions, was a skilled fighter who had seen much of the world and quickly regained his composure.

He let out a sinister laugh, casually lifting a millstone-sized boulder and hurling it from the city wall, aiming directly at Yunaya's rising form. Simultaneously, his two companions used two powerful arrows to block Yunaya's dodges.

In mid-air, with no foothold, and with his movements controlled by the enemy, Yunaya's rapidly advancing guards gasped inwardly. Their lord's rash attack was utterly unwise.

In the nick of time, Yunaya remained calm. He smiled coldly, stomping his feet against the city wall, and raising his twin dragon spears, the tips precisely striking the rapidly falling boulder. 　　Sparks

flew; it seemed the boulder and Yunaya fell simultaneously.

"This is impossible…"

The three men on the city wall cried out almost simultaneously. They could hardly believe their eyes. The millstone-sized boulder had only fallen a fraction of its length when it suddenly exploded, scattering sand and gravel. Amidst the flying debris, Yunaya had leaped up, soaring over the high city wall and landing right in front of them.

A bone-chilling cold enveloped them; for a moment, they couldn't even scream.

The next instant, three heads flew high into the air with a flick of the twin dragon spears, spurting blood that splattered all over those nearby.

At that moment, the entire city wall fell into a deathly silence; time seemed to stand still.

[Kill! Kill him!!] "

A suddenly awakened assassin roared, brandishing his weapon and lunging at Yunaya, his expression frenzied, his eyes bulging out of their sockets.

A tall, slender figure leaped from below the city wall, landing precisely beside Yunaya. With a flick of his sword, blood billowed, and a head fell to the ground. It was Yunaya's martial uncle, Leng Feng, who had also reached the city wall.

The people on the wall seemed hypnotized; although the first to charge was already decapitated, they still emitted a tremor." Amidst the roars of battle, swords flashed, and the attackers surged like a tidal wave towards Yunaya and Leng Feng, who stood atop the city wall.

Yunaya and Leng Feng snorted, leaning back as they unleashed their full power with their treasured swords and twin dragon spears. They faced a true mountain of blades and a sea of swords; before them lay nothing but their weapons. There were few openings between the blades to execute any fancy moves; only all-out attacks and relentless killing were possible.

Heads severed, limbs torn apart, blood splattered, flesh and blood flew—a gruesome scene . Compared

to those with battlefield experience who only rely on combat skills and personal fighting for fame, they would be truly terrified on the bustling, life-or-death battlefield.

Here, individual bravery is more about fearlessness; a single move can decide life or death. The slightest weakness or hesitation will cost you your life.

Yunaya and Leng Feng stood like a steadfast riverbank, unmoved and unshaken by the relentless onslaught of the tide.

In a short time, hundreds of corpses had piled up around them. The blood flowing on the ground made it slippery to walk on, and the scattered limbs became obstacles for the attackers.

Yunaya and Leng Feng also had several small wounds of varying depths. Although they weren't serious injuries, they were still wounded. More importantly, their stamina and inner energy had been significantly depleted in this battle. Most noticeably, their breathing had become rapid.

"That's enough, let's go!"

Yuna shouted, forcing back the enemy before him with a single spear thrust. Before the enemy could charge again, he and Leng Feng leaped off the city wall, moving like shooting stars, and safely returned to their lines before the hail of arrows could pursue them.

The city guards who greeted them erupted in cheers, while their opponents in Sanssouci Palace were ashen-faced and utterly demoralized.

This battle left a deep impression on everyone, and from then on, his astonishing bravery, like his handsome appearance, became a long-standing topic of conversation in the Fast army.

"What a terrifying fellow!" "

Lu Tu, who had been observing the situation from a distance, took it all in and couldn't help but compare Yunaya and Ye Tianlong. His conclusion was astonishing. From Yunaya's timing, choice of opponent, attack route, and his extraordinary courage and ability to move freely amidst a vast army, it was clear that Ye Tianlong was inferior to Yunaya in many ways.

'Having such an enemy is both a blessing and a curse!'

Lu Tu sighed, then left his hiding place. Continuing to observe was pointless; Yunaya had completely controlled the situation, and the fall of Sanssouci Palace was only a matter of time.

Now, he needed to observe the Templar Knights, who had been persuaded by Gilimans to attack. Just how powerful was this mysterious force shrouded in an aura?"

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